[Intro]
[Verse 1]
In a quiet room where the whispers play,
Someone hums a tune from a distant day,
"Your Idol" spins on a fractured screen,
A anthem for the ones lost in the dream.
We chase the shadows of a borrowed light,
Flickering stars that fade by night,
B*****g bright just to disappear,
Are we the idols, or the ones who fear?
[Chorus]
Oh, these echoes of idols, they call my name,
A melody of glory wrapped in shame,
Do they see the cracks beneath the gold?
Or are we just stories left untold?
Dancing with ghosts in a hollow parade,
Chasing the love that we never made,
Echoes of idols, they fade away,
But who’s the mirror? Who’s the clay?
[Verse 2]
You built a throne from the world’s applause,
But the crown’s a weight, and the rhythm’s flawed,
Saja boys sing, but the words feel cold,
A scripted truth that’s grown too old.
We paint our faces, we borrow the rhyme,
Trading our souls for a piece of time,
But when the lights dim and the crowd’s gone home,
Who’s left to mend the cracks in the stone?
[Chorus]
Oh, these echoes of idols, they call my name,
A melody of glory wrapped in shame,
Do they see the cracks beneath the gold?
Or are we just stories left untold?
Dancing with ghosts in a hollow parade,
Chasing the love that we never made,
Echoes of idols, they fade away,
But who’s the mirror? Who’s the clay?
[Bridge]
Break the frame, let the colors bleed,
Find the song that your heart still needs,
Not a idol, not a borrowed creed,
Just a voice in the silence, planting seeds.
[Chorus]
Oh, these echoes of idols, they call my name,
But I’m rewriting the fire in the flame,
No more shadows, no masquerade,
I’ll be the echo that doesn’t fade.
[Outro]
